Guitar Hero commercials

I forgot to mention one of my favorite spots on the Idol finale--the Guitar Hero commercials that draw on Tom Cruise's hilarious spot in Risky Business. David Cook did a magnificent job, even though he confessed to Jay Leno that it was awkward being in a room with strangers when he had no pants on. On YouTube, there are both contestants' full spots, and I was reminded why Cook's spot ran longer during Idol than Archuleta's did. Little David is a marionette in his movements--and his misery over having his legs exposed is palpable. (That must be why he opted for the Bermuda Shorts-like boxer underwear instead of Cruise's tighty-whities.) The kid seems sweet and well-behaved (too well-behaved?), and one day he'll be a sexy hunk of man. But right now, he looks and acts more than a 13-year-old than a 17-year-old. (Compare him to last year's 17-year-old winner Jordin Sparks. Of course girls mature faster, but the difference in self-confident maturity between Jordin and Little David is amazing.) Little David would have been more comfortable in an ad for Legos or Trix cereal. He'd be a good Mikey in the Life cereal commercial. But a replacement for Tom Cruise? Nope.

Both my husband and I felt that David Cook did the best, most comfortable, most natural interview with Leno of any of the past winners. Maturity does help people handle fame and success, and of course, being a bartender has probably helped Cook handle all kinds of wild scenes. He's clearly an intelligent young man who will, I hope, have a lot of success in the music business. And I also hope that he will always be connected to his family, especially his brother who has been so ill. Not many siblings would be as happy about losing to their brothers as David's brother seems to have been.

In my usual abrupt change of topic, I have been a tad bit under the weather for a couple of days. My last blood draw once again showed evidence of white blood cells in my urine, though I have none of the usual UTI symptoms--just fatigue, achiness, and a dull ache low in the pelvic floor. Time for the cranberry juice!

We talked to my lawyer son for a long time today. He's just completed one of his bar prep courses and is now resting up prior to his sojourn in Missouri for six weeks. He was in a happy mood and wanted to talk about the Bones finale. (Apparently it runs in my family to watch too much television!) His wife was furious about it. They really jumped the shark by having the character of Zack (or is it spelled Zach?) be the apprentice to the mad cannibal Gormogon. We also discussed the season finale of Criminal Minds, in which one of the characters appears to have been killed off in an exploding SUV. Since we see all the main characters getting into SUVs, then the vehicle explodes, there is no way to know which one we're losing. It had better not be Garcia. She's the main reason I watch the show. The second reason is the character of Dr. Spencer Reid (actor Matthew Gray Gubler). He reminds me quite a bit of the character of Zack from Bones--thin, sensitive, intelligent young men with poor social skills but amazing abilities. That's my kind of hero, not the brawny football star type well represented in the media by David Boreanz (on Bones as FBI Agent Booth). I find Agent Booth to be shallow and boring in comparison.

Alas, when I was a teenager, an appropriate age to be star-worshipping, I probably wouldn't have liked the characters of Dr. Reid or Zack. Or would I? Now that I think of it, my two favorite actors were Leonard Nimoy in his role of Mr. Spock on Star Trek and David McCallum as Ilya Kuryakin on Man from U.N.C.L.E. Lo and behold, who do I have as a husband? An intelligent, thin, reasonably sensitive man with the amazing ability to put up with me! S.